"I'm sorry, Julian. Sorry," Herbert said as he bowed deeper. “I want to give the best for my sons. But ... everything I do always ends in fatal mistakes,” the man sighed, sounding like an afterthought. With blood already reaching the crown, Julian wanted to vent the anger. His forefinger was itching, about to blame his father, while his lips twitched, almost spitting out regret. However, before the CEO exploded with emotion, the image of Mia flashed back into his mind. Instantly, the man remembered that he had promised to be a man the girl could rely on. Looking up, Julian took a deep breath. Gradually, the burning feeling in the chest subsided. Fingers that were originally clenched tightly, began to stretch. A second later, his hands rose and landed lightly on both of his father's arms. "It's not your fault," the young man said in a low, trembling voice. After swallowing hard, he continued speaking. “I was too stupid and cowardly to be dishon

While swallowing hard, Julian clenched his fists on the knees. After taking a deep breath, the man replied, “Please don't believe that news. Everything reported is not true.” "What's not true? Isn't it obvious that the beautiful model looks very happy holding your arm? You even smiled when you put the ring on her palm,” Minnie replied with a rock-hard expression. "But it's not what it seems. The media has been exaggerating,” the man whined. “The model and I—” "That's what Mia saw with her own eyes," the old woman interrupted while looking the other way. Tears could fall if she kept staring at the man who was still kneeling. Hearing the statement, Julian fell silent. His eyes quivered at the thought that his lover had been in pain longer than he imagined. "So, Mia was there ...," the man sighed, hard to accept reality. "Do you know how many tears my daughter has shed as the result of your behavior?" Minnie asked, still looking the other

While ruffling his hair, Julian took a quick breath. His face was gloomy again. The hope that once colored his eyes, had disappeared into the restlessness."Mia, where are you?" the man groaned as he looked up with hands on the waist. While staring at the ceiling unable to give an answer, he sighed. "What should I do now?"Realizing that his mind was stuck, Julian picked up the cell phone. Without wasting time, he contacted someone who could provide him with a solution."Hello?" a man from across the phone answered."Max, where's Gabriella?" Julian replied as fast as the wind.“My wife is bathing the Little Prince. What is it?"While massaging his temples, the caller asked, "May I speak to her?""Of course," the younger brother answered in a low intonation. After a while, the man's voice was heard again. "Gaby, Julian is looking for you.""Why?"Without having time to say hello, the CEO shouted the answer. "Mia's g

No matter how far the eyes could see, how beautiful the sights were, Mia's image continued to occupy Julian's mind. The man did not enjoy the trip at all. As long as he didn't hold his lover's hand, his heart will continue to beat wildly. Calm would not rise in the chest that was tight with anxiety. Arriving at the hotel, Julian immediately approached the reception desk with burning enthusiasm. However, instead of booking a room, he prepared his cellphone. "Good morning," the shabby-faced man with very thick eye bags said. "Sorry to ask. Has a woman by the name of Mia Sanders booked a room at this hotel?” With a friendly smile on the verge of fading away, the girl behind the reception desk grimaced. “I beg your pardon, Sir. We can't hand over hotel visitor data to anyone," she said softly. The receptionist was suspicious of the man's disorganized look. "Please don't misunderstand. I am her future husband. Due to a misunderstanding, my lover ran away f

Knowing that Julian didn't leave her, Mia's heart was suddenly filled with confusion. Should she feel sad? Or happy? Her brain was completely incapable of determining. "Do you know that the clock in this tower strikes one minute ahead of the other clocks?” Julian asked as the silence returned. Realizing that they stared at each other for too long, Mia flinched. While sighing, she looked out the window again. "And your silhouette from here ... looks really pretty," the man continued, flatly. Unable to hear the sound that shook her heart more than the chime of the clock, Mia finally rushed down the stairs. Her heart was tight being in a closed room with the man. Knowing that he had made the wrong move, Julian sighed. "I should have kept quiet," he regretted before following in Mia's footsteps. Cautiously, he descended the stairs so as not to frighten the girl. Again, the CEO trailed his secretary around the city. Silently, the man wished